fredag 3 juni 2011

She's all laid up in bed with a broken heart, While I'm drinking Jack all alone in my local bar. And we don't know how, How we got in to this mad situation. Only doing things out frustration, Trying to make it work but man these times are hard. She needs me now but I can't seem to find a time, I've got a new job now on the unemployment line. And we don't know how, How we got into this mess is a god's test. Someone help us cause we're doing our best, Trying to make it work but man these times are hard. But we're gonna start by drinking old cheap bottles of wine. Sit talking up all night, saying things we haven't for a while. We're smiling but we're close tears, Even after all these years. We just now got the feeling that we're meeting for the first time..

She's in line at the Dole With her head held high. Well I just lost my job but Didn't lose my pride. But we both know how, How we're gonna make it work when it hurts. When you pick yourself up, You get kicked to the dirt, Trying to make it work but, Man these times are hard. But we're gonna start by, drinking old cheap bottles of wine. Sit talking up all night, Doing things we haven't for a while. We're smiling but we're close to tears. Even after all these years, We just now got the feeling that we're meeting for the first time.
We're smiling but we're close to tears. Don't give up on me baby..

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